Free Swinging Soul

On father's day, these branches sway

Like evergreen batons

And I'm climbing up to the rhythm of their song

My vision clears; I feel him near

As the summer wind begins to blows

Father please conduct this breeze

Send my free swingin' soul, swingin' soul

Searching more into my core

From out on this limb of life

To the aging rings where all things harmonize

Through time I hear muted fears

Too heavy now to hold

Time will teach that voice to sing

Send my free swinging soul, swingin' soul

Heaven is all around, translated to sound

And the more I hear, the deeper I dig down

I keep digging down

Where his ashes lay

Where the needles decay

Seeds take hold, and I will grow

'Til I free my swinging soul

On father's day my children play

They're climbing up to slide

And through the future they will seek and hide

And when they look to me from their memory

Will this melody unfold?

Through these trees, father please

Send my free swinging soul

Heaven is all around, translated to sound

And the more I hear, the deeper I dig down

I keep digging down

Where his ashes lay

And where the needles decay

Seeds take hold, and I will grow

'Til I free my swinging soul

Where his ashes lay

Where the needles decay

Seeds take hold, and I will grow

'Til I free my swinging soul